Dragon Clan: No one wants me, Lu Mingfei

The uncle's house is actually not very big, and a family of three living in one bedroom and one living room will not be very crowded. However, after Lu Mingfei arrived, it took up a lot of living space.

The two beds in the bedroom were already fully loaded, and the cousin's size and weight could not accommodate a second person to share the upper bunk with him. The uncle could only free up a corner in the living room and make a simple small bed for Lu Mingfei.

At this moment, he was lying on a bed made of chairs and wooden boards, reading comics. Because his aunt said that he was not allowed to turn on the light until very late to save power, so he could only use a flashlight for lighting.

Looking at Doraemon and Nobita traveling in the sea of ​​clouds in the comics, Lu Mingfei was a little envious: "It would be great if I also had a Doraemon."

If he had those magical props, maybe he could lie down on the big, soft bed and roll around to his heart's content, without having to worry about falling off when he turned over, or making strange noises if he moved the "bed" casually.

Closing the comic book, he lay on his back on the bed and looked at the ceiling with mixed thoughts.

His uncle and aunt have decided to move. They think he won't have to sleep in the living room in a while, but they don't know exactly when or where he will move, and they won't discuss it with him.

It was quiet at night, and there were only the chirping of birds and fireflies outside the window. My cousin's snoring could be heard faintly from the bedroom. The walls with poor sound insulation could not cover up my uncle and aunt's late-night conversations.

"Old road, look what Mingfei looks like here. He ran out without saying hello. He didn't know to call back all day long. It made me worried to death." Auntie began to complain every day, but this The target of the first complaint is no longer the naughty cousin or the annoying neighbor.

"Hey, children, it's easy to lose track of time when playing." The uncle was open-minded and helped his nephew speak.

"Then you can't stay home all day long. I really don't know how your brother and sister-in-law taught you."

"Hey, they are so busy with work and flying all over the world that they don't have time to take care of their children. Mingfei is actually very pitiful."

"Humph, what are you busy with? You left your child at home alone for some money. If we and the neighbors hadn't taken care of him, he would have been led astray by those gangsters a long time ago." The aunt's words were mixed with comments about her brother and sister-in-law. Dissatisfied, even Lu Mingfei suffered:

"Look, I gave him too much pocket money. In the past, when he was a child, he was free and had no one to care about him. He would buy snacks outside every day so he wouldn't go hungry, so he didn't know how to go home on time.

You see how honest Narusawa is. He doesn’t have that much pocket money. He comes back as soon as it’s dinner time when he goes out to play. Even if he doesn’t come back for lunch, he will tell us in advance. "

My uncle was noncommittal about this, but it is true that too much money can cause problems for children.

There are still a lot of gangsters on the street now, and he is worried that Lu Mingfei will be targeted by them when he goes out. Those bully gangsters like to steal money from children and students.

"I watch him every day, either buying comics or novels. I heard that some people saw him playing games in that dark Internet cafe." The aunt made use of the topic, just saying that she was doing good for Lu Mingfei: "I see, He still has to limit his pocket money, otherwise something will happen sooner or later."

Lu Mingfei in the living room curled his lips. Lu Mingze had lost his pocket money. He went to the canteen every day to buy spicy ice cream and Coke. Can't you parents see how many pounds he gained during the summer vacation?

It's a pity that my uncle is selectively blind: "Okay, let's control Mingfei's pocket money from now on. But school will start next month, so you don't have to worry too much. He doesn't have much expenses at school, right?"

The aunt became anxious when she heard this: "Shouldn't we be more careful in school? Bullying is so common on campus now. Lu Mingfei carries so much money in his pocket every day. What if the classmates bully him and take it away?

If you look at his skinny monkey look, you can tell he is a master who is easy to bully. If he wants to keep those bad students on his radar, he will have to come to his door every day to bully him, so he must not bring him so much money. "

"What you said makes sense. Let's leave it like this for now. We'll see about it later." The uncle was a little moved by what he said. He also felt that his nephew was too soft-tempered and easy to bully.

Lu Mingfei couldn't do anything about the two guardians' decision and could only laugh.

This is what it's like to live under someone else's roof.

Even if he wanted to file a complaint, his parents' phone calls could never be reached, so there was no point in trying any more.

Is it possible that he also reported to the police that his uncle and aunt were depriving him of his pocket money?

Lu Mingfei felt uncomfortable when he thought that his little money would no longer be in his control, and might even fall into the hands of his little cousin who spent money like water.

Everything he spent was my money~

With some reluctance, he covered his ears with a pillow and forced himself to close his eyes and sleep.

The fan whirred, and he, exhausted both physically and mentally, slowly fell asleep. He could still vaguely hear his aunt's harsh voice in his ears: "No matter how beautiful she is, Giovanni... she is not... a good wife and loving mother, she is there every day." Foreign...children don't care...thrown into other people's homes to raise...responsibility..."

The scattered words invaded like a nightmare, changing the flavor of Lu Mingfei's dream.

Originally, he dreamed that he was holding his mother's hand and walking in the amusement park, discussing where to go next, while his father was holding ice cream and feeding him a bite from time to time. The picture was warm and sweet.

But in the next second, a ferocious monster emerged from the ground. It roared and demolished the amusement park into ruins. In an instant, thick smoke and fire swept across the world, and the sky was dyed black.

Their family fled frantically with the crowd, but escaping in the face of the huge monster was doomed to be in vain. The uncle and aunt who fell behind were quickly overtaken and trampled into an indescribable mosaic.

Just as the monster's big hand was about to grab them, the neighbor's uncle whom they had seen this afternoon suddenly appeared, tore open a small piece of pudding and stuffed it into Lu Mingfei's mouth, and said to him with a cold and serious face:

"Mingfei, it's time to save the world, quickly become Ultraman and defeat the evil monsters!"

Then, without even giving him time to react, he saw the little pudding in his mouth burst into bright light, and his frail little body instantly expanded dozens of times, turning into a black and white pudding. Ultraman fought fiercely with the monster. .

"It's Pudding Superman!"

"Pudding Superman is here, we are saved."

The tourists he rescued were overjoyed and shouted his name crazily. Even their parents looked with joy on their faces as he showed off his power while riding on the monster's head, their eyes filled with pride.

Feeling the encouragement from others, Lu Mingfei no longer hesitated, and simply launched his skill forward, preparing a pudding beam to end the monster's life.

But just as he was charging up his light and the monster was standing waiting for death, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Brother, do you want to kill it?"

Lu Mingfei looked sideways and saw a boy similar in size to him, but his face was covered by a mist floating in front of him.

"Have you decided?"

Seeing that he didn't answer, the boy asked again. His pale golden pupils were like two yellow-orange light bulbs, emitting a faint light.

"You are Lei..." Lu Mingfei froze on the spot, opening his mouth to say something but it was like someone was holding his throat, unable to make a sound at all.

Just when the feeling of suffocation was about to overwhelm him, the dream suddenly dissipated, and he fell back into a dark, silent sleep.

Next door, Xia Di, who was controlling the game character to kill, paused, and raised a playful smile at the corner of his mouth.

"interesting."

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